My Husband’s Mistress Came to His Hospital Room Furious

plastic call button onto the floor. Valerie watched it bounce once and land near Diane’s red shoes.

Diane did not pick it up.

“You changed the locks,” she said.

Her voice was lower than Valerie remembered. Rougher. Expensive cigarettes, maybe. Or panic.

Robert blinked at her.

“Diane?”

“Don’t Diane me.” She stepped farther into the room and shut the door continue reading …